On a whim at the end of last year, a group of us decided to take advantage of the cheap fares to Ireland, and booked a long weekend in Cork. I've been wanting to go to Ireland for ages, so it was definitely something exciting to look forward to.
We headed off bright and early on Friday morning and arrived in Cork keen for a look around. Our first stop was down in the middle of town for a quick snack at the English Market, which was filled with all sorts of delicious food and has been going since 1788 which is pretty impressive! I tried a 'chester cake' which was extremely rich, and is basically a cake within pastry, covered in icing... It was one to share!
After a quick scoot around Cork we drove to Blarney Castle to check out the famous Blarney Stone, say hello to some horses, check out a poison garden and generally marvel over the technicolour of the green, green grass. It was a nice surprise just how interesting the whole grounds were - if you go don't just head straight to the castle!
From Blarney it was down to Cobh (pronounced Cove) which is on the coast and was where the Titanic stopped in on her ill-fated journey. After checking out the cathedral high up on the hill and the edge of the harbour, it was time for a late lunch. And this is where the incredibly friendly and accommodating locals came in for the first time - the pub didn't have food, but the cafe didn't have Guinness, so you can just bring your food down to the pub! Excellent. There were some old guys having a sing-a-long as well which contributed to a very Irish-sounding meal accompaniment!
From Cobh it was back to Cork to check in to our grand old hotel high up on the hill, then a quick walk down to town for dinner at the delicious Market Lane. I have to say, I wasn't expecting much from the food in Ireland, but I was very gladly mistaken - everything was delicious!
After a (very) hearty breakfast the next morning (who knew that you could get white and black pudding), it was off to St Anne's Shandon to try out hand at some campanology. What's that you say? Well, at this particular church you can actually ring the bells in their tower and they even provide music to try out. While I definitely feel very sorry for their neighbours as uneven peals of 'Jingle Bells' roll out across the city all day, it was so much fun! We got some pretty good tunes out and absolutely loved the friendly lady at the entrance who regaled us with some very entertaining stories.
After St Anne's it was off to Kinsale. This is another picturesque coastal town just down the road from Cork, but sadly seemed to be mostly closed until Easter - don't they know there are still a few tourists in winter! But the pub was open so we could watch some football and have some more Guinness - it's all about priorities.
From Kinsale we drove west to Kenmare where we stayed with Edel in her amazingly retro house - it was so perfectly preserved! Apparently Kenmare's a popular haunt with the oldies, and Edel said it was so lovely to have young folk in the house - I didn't want to disappoint her by saying we were all over 30... Kenmare's a very pretty town with loads of pubs and restaurants. We tried hot whiskey which is a delicious concoction of whiskey, hot water, lemon and cloves, and then had a feast at one of their restaurants - steaks the size of two fists put together!
The next morning it was off for a drive around the Beara Peninsula, which was absolutely gorgeous. I was really taken aback how different County Cork was from County Kerry - the former is really green, quite pastoral, whereas County Kerry is all rugged mountains and exposed rocks. It was so nice to get out and see the sea all around and smell the fresh air - it was a definite change from London that's for sure!
And then it was all too quickly back to the airport and back to the big smoke. I was so pleasantly surprised by Ireland - I guess it reminded me of home a lot - it was a lovely restorative break and I would say well worth the trip.
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We headed off bright and early on Friday morning and arrived in Cork keen for a look around. Our first stop was down in the middle of town for a quick snack at the English Market, which was filled with all sorts of delicious food and has been going since 1788 which is pretty impressive! I tried a 'chester cake' which was extremely rich, and is basically a cake within pastry, covered in icing... It was one to share!
After a quick scoot around Cork we drove to Blarney Castle to check out the famous Blarney Stone, say hello to some horses, check out a poison garden and generally marvel over the technicolour of the green, green grass. It was a nice surprise just how interesting the whole grounds were - if you go don't just head straight to the castle!
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| Tamara and I saying hello to the horses at Blarney Castle |
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| Getting the gift of the gab! |
From Blarney it was down to Cobh (pronounced Cove) which is on the coast and was where the Titanic stopped in on her ill-fated journey. After checking out the cathedral high up on the hill and the edge of the harbour, it was time for a late lunch. And this is where the incredibly friendly and accommodating locals came in for the first time - the pub didn't have food, but the cafe didn't have Guinness, so you can just bring your food down to the pub! Excellent. There were some old guys having a sing-a-long as well which contributed to a very Irish-sounding meal accompaniment!
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| Lunch in Cobh |
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| Cobh harbour |
From Cobh it was back to Cork to check in to our grand old hotel high up on the hill, then a quick walk down to town for dinner at the delicious Market Lane. I have to say, I wasn't expecting much from the food in Ireland, but I was very gladly mistaken - everything was delicious!
After a (very) hearty breakfast the next morning (who knew that you could get white and black pudding), it was off to St Anne's Shandon to try out hand at some campanology. What's that you say? Well, at this particular church you can actually ring the bells in their tower and they even provide music to try out. While I definitely feel very sorry for their neighbours as uneven peals of 'Jingle Bells' roll out across the city all day, it was so much fun! We got some pretty good tunes out and absolutely loved the friendly lady at the entrance who regaled us with some very entertaining stories.
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| Very cool concrete art near to St Anne's Shandon |
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| View over Cork from St Anne's Shandon |
After St Anne's it was off to Kinsale. This is another picturesque coastal town just down the road from Cork, but sadly seemed to be mostly closed until Easter - don't they know there are still a few tourists in winter! But the pub was open so we could watch some football and have some more Guinness - it's all about priorities.
From Kinsale we drove west to Kenmare where we stayed with Edel in her amazingly retro house - it was so perfectly preserved! Apparently Kenmare's a popular haunt with the oldies, and Edel said it was so lovely to have young folk in the house - I didn't want to disappoint her by saying we were all over 30... Kenmare's a very pretty town with loads of pubs and restaurants. We tried hot whiskey which is a delicious concoction of whiskey, hot water, lemon and cloves, and then had a feast at one of their restaurants - steaks the size of two fists put together!
The next morning it was off for a drive around the Beara Peninsula, which was absolutely gorgeous. I was really taken aback how different County Cork was from County Kerry - the former is really green, quite pastoral, whereas County Kerry is all rugged mountains and exposed rocks. It was so nice to get out and see the sea all around and smell the fresh air - it was a definite change from London that's for sure!
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| Beautiful scenery on the Beara Peninsula |
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| Me on the Beara Peninsula |
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| Loved the scenery |
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